Cacoethes Scribendi

In Between the Lilies and the Sky

I lost myself one day

between the lilies and the roses

I didn't know that's what they were

at the time. 

but now I realize

between purity and passion

all I ever saw

was the blood blood red

on the death death white.

Lost, between lilies and roses

flowers and the sky

I saw the death of me

and your lovely blue eyes.

Between sanctity and ruin

between pleasure and the pain

If I could only go back

repeat the day again

and the sky would be gray,

not blue that day

and I would not lose myself

between lilies and the sky

between hello and goodbye

between 'to live' and 'to die'